If life is an endless journey, then why are we always focused on and running towards that destination that doesn't exist?
Then why do we miss those little gems scattered around?
And then again, if we focus on collecting those gems, shouldn't that divert us from our main goal?
Life makes choices so difficult...and yet that's what makes it interesting...
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Shattered Pieces
Random"Once I had a mirror, With which I could look into my mind. But one day, it fell And shattered into millions of pieces All of whom I have yet to find." This is a collection of all those missing pieces.
